The energy gathered in the Destroyer's hands radiated a terrifying aura, its crackling arcs filled with destruction and despair. Thor struggled to stand, his body trembling from the impact of the shockwave—but his eyes showed not a hint of fear.
"Loki! All of this is your fault!" Thor roared, his hoarse voice full of unwavering determination.
Loki looked at Thor, who was standing protectively in front of Jane Foster.
He sneered, arrogance gleaming in his eyes. "Yes, brother. This world will become my dark kingdom. You cannot stop me from obtaining ultimate power."
Supported by Jane, Thor rose to his feet again. His body trembled violently from the energy blasts, but his eyes still shone with firm resolve. "Loki, do you really think you can defeat me? You underestimate the power of the God of Thunder."
Loki arched an eyebrow mockingly. "Thor's power? Absurd! You've been stripped of your godhood—you're nothing more than a mere mortal now."
"My dear brother, kneel before me, and you and your beloved will become part of Asgard's greatest tale—a tale bestowed by King Loki Odinson himself."
Seeing that neither of them was moved, Loki's expression hardened. "So, brother… you still choose to stand against me."
Boom!
Loki's eyes gleamed with cruel delight as he commanded the Destroyer to unleash a terrifying burst of energy. In an instant, a massive shockwave roared toward Thor and Jane Foster.
Thor immediately moved in front of her, using his body as the final shield to block the devastating blast. But the power was overwhelming—unstoppable. It struck them head-on.
The explosion shook the ground. Fire and smoke engulfed everything. When the chaos settled, Thor lay motionless on the ground, gravely wounded and unconscious. Jane, barely conscious herself, crawled to his side.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held Thor's hand tightly. She called his name softly, her voice trembling with fear and love.
In his unconsciousness, Thor drifted into a deep dream. He found himself in a tranquil realm, surrounded by the faint sound of thunder.
"Father… Mother…" In the dream, familiar faces appeared all around him.
"Jane…" whispered voices echoed through the void.
Suddenly, a radiant light appeared before him—the mighty Mjolnir glimmered in the glow.
Thor felt a divine power surge through him, awakening something deep within his soul. His eyes blazed with wisdom and resolve. He understood—it was Mjolnir's recognition, the response to his courage and faith.
"Woman, you belong to Thor. This is your punishment," sneered Loki through the Destroyer as he reached out to seize Jane.
Then—
A roar shattered the heavens.
Boom!
Under the overwhelming surge of divine energy, the Destroyer staggered backward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunder rumbled across the darkened sky.
"The game's over," said Nathan Hawke calmly, standing with the weakened Electro and Andrei behind him.
"Boss, I think I need to absorb some external energy," Electro said, gazing up at the storm above.
"Go," Nathan replied. "Andrei, stay with him."
"Yes, boss."
Andrei followed Electro as they left, while Nathan stood silently, eyes fixed on the battlefield ahead.
When Thor awoke again, he felt a new surge of strength coursing through his body. He stood up, his eyes burning with determination. Jane's face lit up with relief and hope.
"Thor, you're awake!" she cried in joy.
Thor smiled. "Yes, I am. And now I understand. I will protect you—and everything we hold dear."
His gaze turned serious as he looked at Jane's injured face.
He extended his hand, and Mjolnir flew to him in an instant. The air trembled. Lightning crackled through the sky, and a heavy, divine pressure swept across the battlefield.
Thor stood amid the ruins, raising his hammer high. Power surged around him, lightning coiling across his body like living serpents of light.
Wind howled. Thunder roared. His hair whipped wildly in the storm. His voice thundered across the heavens:
"I am the God of Thunder—unyielding, unstoppable!"
Lightning cloaked his form; he looked like a war god descended from the heavens. Mjolnir shone with divine brilliance as bolts of lightning rained from above, swirling around him like an aura of judgment.
Storms raged, as if celebrating his return. His silver hair shimmered in the flashes of lightning, and his eyes burned with resolve and majesty—like a storm contained within mortal form.
Jane stood frozen, awe and emotion overwhelming her. She knew—it was love and faith that had rekindled Thor's divine power.
"T-this is… the God of Thunder," she whispered.
"Let the enemies tremble before Thor!" his voice boomed across the battlefield. His gaze locked on his foe—he would fight for justice, to protect the world.
Lightning tore through the heavens as Thor charged toward the Destroyer, each strike a thunderous explosion of might.
Boom! Boom!
Thor's ferocious blows forced the Destroyer back step by step.
"Damn it!" Loki snarled, his voice breaking into a furious scream as he poured more energy into the Destroyer, firing wildly at Thor soaring through the storm.
But Thor faced Loki head-on, eyes burning with courage and determination. Raising Mjolnir high, he summoned the storm's full fury.
"Loki! Your evil ends here! I will protect this world—and everyone I love!"
With a thunderous swing, Thor shattered the Destroyer's energy core.
Loki's eyes widened in disbelief. "Impossible! You—how can you possibly defeat me? You're still that same weak Thor!"
Thor met his gaze, resolute. "Yes, I was weak once. But now I've found true strength—born of love and faith. And that makes me unbreakable!"
Before Loki could respond, Thor charged forward. Mjolnir, wreathed in divine lightning, smashed into the Destroyer, hurling it into the sky in a blazing explosion.
"I am THOR!" his roar echoed like a thunderclap, shaking the heavens. His words radiated absolute power and divine authority.
He took a step forward—the ground trembled, rocks split, and the earth quaked beneath him. Each step carried the force of a storm, as if he were the embodiment of both sky and earth.
Loki, within the Destroyer, instinctively flinched. The sheer presence of Thor's power—the raw divinity of thunder incarnate—was overwhelming.
Mjolnir burned with divine might as Thor's eyes blazed. "Loki! Your reign ends here! Today, I will use the power of thunder to cast down the Destroyer once and for all!"
Thor vanished in a blur of lightning. Mjolnir struck with unstoppable force.
BOOM!
A thunderous roar resounded through the heavens.
Bathed in lightning, Thor looked every bit the divine warrior of legend, his strength shaking the very sky.
The storm obeyed him, the world trembled before him. His name would be etched into eternity—Thor, the God of Thunder.
Jane looked as though she wanted to speak, but Thor stopped her gently.
Jane fell silent, watching as Thor raised his hammer toward her. A strange, radiant energy surrounded her.
"Ah…" Jane gasped as a tingling sensation spread across her skin.
"Jane," Thor said softly, smiling, "I must return—to Asgard. My brother awaits me there."
"Go," Jane whispered, stepping forward and embracing him. "I believe in you."
She stood on her toes and kissed him.
As the Bifrost Bridge began to collapse between them, Thor turned and shouted—
"Jane, I must go now! Heimdall!"
Boom!
go to "patreon.com/Hussain678" for more chapter